Cream brick
has turned yellow in the elements. Gleaming window frames spot and have lost
their rubber seams. Patio has faded with post-modernism, split levels splitting
their sides. August accentuates lichen on roof tiles, the flowers on weeds.
When we return from holidays the unsouled block is razed to the back fence.
Stumps will go into place. A house will take shape around a carport, the
heritage colours of dark beige and charcoal so 2018. Barriers will demarcate a
surveyor’s ruled lines made in 1920-something. It mounts up, four-square with scarcely
a garden, a fortress to beat off climate change.
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